by Kara Hart

Created on: July 10, 2008

As she walks down the hallway of her school,

The eyes stare and burn into her soul,

like a hot branding iron against the tough animal hide.

The faces, they tell her that she doesn't belong there.

The whispers, she knows they are about her,

but why can't people say it to her face?

The taunts and torments fill her head,

and replay like a song on repeat.

The voices and faces, they all want her dead.

No body wants her there.

No body can understand that the smiley,

bright eyed little girl from middle school, is gone.

They ridicule her because she is different now.

One who used to be accepted and loved by all,

now is excluded, hated, and cast away into the darkness.

Every day in class, she sits alone in the corner.

They think she cannot hear their remarks,

but she is listening silently unnoticed, waiting, and planning.

As she walks home, the words of her peers linger in her mind.

As the sun sets and night falls, and everyone is asleep,

she finds the rope that will be her last friend.

She travels outside to a nearby tree,

and the rope hugs tight around her neck,

like the warm embracing hug of the friends, she didn't have.

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